The early-rising sun's soft glow shone through the clouds, casting the Earth in a golden halo. The morning sunlight, permeating the air, gently brushed against one's cheeks as if bringing the scent of rebirth to the world. In the distance, the sun-kissed mountains shone with a dazzling light, as if to tell people: a new day has begun, let us welcome its arrival.
Dewdrops on the grass twinkled under the sun's light, as if watched by some mysterious force, inexplicably making one feel the presence of an immense power. At the same time, the morning air was filled with a fresh scent, imparting a subtle coolness, as if cleansing one's mood. This moment at dawn was not only a display of nature's beauty, but also the time for people to start their day's struggles.
The servants had already risen early to boil water, cook rice, and stir-fry vegetables, and the senior and junior brothers, along with the uncles and the master, had also gotten up early to exercise at the martial arts field.
